Resurrection Day 2013

Brennan was sick this weekend, so I had to stay home with her Sunday morning. David took the kids on to church to see the Passion play they were performing and then the egg hunt afterwards. Poor Brennan just missed out. I had her pretty little dress all picked out. I guess she'll have to wear it next week.

That's just the way it goes with kids!

David cooked his "famous" ham. Well, actually he made the glaze and I cooked it since I was home. I just kept it simple and had mashed potatoes, corn, salad and rolls. I was spring cleaning on Friday and Saturday, so I was pretty tired by Sunday. Timothy put together some Resurrection eggs to do after we ate, and we watched the Gospel of John, you know the one with Desmond from Lost. I kept waiting to hear him say, "See you in a notha life, Brotha."

Anyway.

I was flipping channels on Saturday night while I was nursing Brennan and I came across the movie, The Passion of the Christ. Now, when it first came out, I just didn't want to see it. But, I thought, "Well, maybe I'll watch it now."

When it got to the arrest and beating, I just had to turn it off. I couldn't even watch. That was exactly why I never wanted to watch it when it came out in the first place. It was too much.

My eyes welled up with tears. I got a pit in my stomach. I didn't realize I was going to be that upset over it. I know I've heard hundreds of times of Jesus being scourged and mocked and beaten and hung. And everytime I have heard it I've been touched that Jesus would have died for me.

But, this time, actually seeing it. Actually seeing that barbed whip rip though his flesh over and over again.  Then they stopped, turned him over onto his back and whipped him again. And to think that I deserved that punishment. That he took that beating for me.....

I didn't watch the rest. I didn't even see what they did with hanging him on the cross. I can imagine I would've had to turn that off eventually too.

Well, I can tell you that this Resurrection Day has left me with a better understanding of how he suffered. And, oh, how he suffered. ALL sin was on him, not just mine. And, he knew it was going to happen. And, he still went through with it.

Do you know Jesus? He took that beating for you, too. He took that beating so that we wouldn't have to face death, but Hope. Hope of being with Jesus forever if we put all of our trust in Him. Have you decided to trust Jesus? That is the single most important decision you will ever make.